Newsletter 3.3 – March 2017

The Maitreyayana Newsletter – Vol. 3, No. 3, March 2017

Practice Update

Maitreyayana Yoga is over for me personally. Gone are the days of 4.5 hours of Siddha Yog starting at 0200; I’ve done it to fruition and exhaustion of the capacity to ever again do such a thing in this life. If I get really riled, I still sometimes do few breaths, but never more than 10 min. at a time, and I’m sure that over time this will also wane off naturally. It’s unethical to do Yoga that you don’t need.

However, I’m still doing morning calesthenics and isometrics; this is about a fixed birth karma that will kill me before I can transmit if I don’t correct it, and I will probably have to work on it for the rest of this life, or until I no longer have the vitality to do it anymore.

New stages start slow on a yogic Path, and you’re supposed to not push anything at all. So, for example, in real time, I’m absolutely not in a rush to visit India again, although I’m sure I would enjoy that, but not before September this year.

I’m really enjoying singing and playing ukulele with a proper teacher in a group. This is right on the Root Guru’s wishes, and besides being fun and full of bliss for me, you can actually make mega-bucks in Hawaii simply by knowing how to play ukulele right. But not if I try to push it. That would kill the spiritual transmission in it completely. “Don’t push the river,” and “Hawaiian Time” (same-same like “Indian Time,” because both places are sacred) are what works in this. And really, I don’t need more money, and if that happens it will be about the lineage’s needs rather than my own.

The instrument that I stumbled across after insisting on finding it my own way is a $50.00 instrument with a $500.00 voice. She just called to me when I was walking past a rack of over 100 ukulele, so I got her. She is that dark red color that the Hawaiians call ‘ele’ele, which means things like “beautiful, dark red, and “dark” in general. The Hawaiian creation myth begins in darkness, the “Land of Po,” which means what Maitreya Meher meant by “Real Nothing.”

The Hawaiian language may be even older than Sanskrit, and when actually understood, it is a language of manifestion, in which to name something is literally to bring it into existence. The Christain missionaries tried very hard to murder that fact of Hawaiian life, but some just never bought their flaky and paranoid story, and I’m one of those.


Hea, Hea, Hea! No ka Po mai nei ke kuleana ‘o wau, he inoa ka ke ‘Ele’Ele hea!

So have I named and called her from the Land of Po, because she wanted me first.

Maitreya Meher Namo Namo,
Bhauji’s Vishveshwar

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欢迎东亚朋友们来收听夏威夷唯一的华语电台 – Welcoming my East Asian friends to Listen to Hawaii’s only Chinese language Radio Station

KUPA Honolulu (1370 AM, 103.9 FM) is a local radio station that has been around in various formats and with various owners since 1984. The Wikipedia article says: “A Chinese language format was observed to be in operation in mid-January 2016.”

One year later, this is still the only Chinese language radio station operating in Hawaii, which I find strange given the multiple Japanese, Korean, Philipino, and other Asian ethnic language stations.

The language of discussion here is the courteous, highly-articulated, upwardly-mobile, and joyous Putonghua (普通话) aka “ordinary speech” of Taiwan, not the Guoyu (国语) aka “National Language” aka “Mandarin” of the Chinese mainland, and it’s also very clear from the programming and style that this is a Taiwanese production. The word “Taiwan” and the name “Tsai yingwen” are never said, but always indicated by “Our country” and “Our President.” China is indicated separately as “China.” Putonghua and Guoyu are very similar and mutually intelligible, but they’re growing apart through time. Personally, I love the idiom, sound and high spirit of Taiwanese Putonghua, but the Gwoyu of the Chinese mainland does not even sound human to me anymore.

I’m intensively listening to this station to increase the speed of my receptive Chinese language. At present I can understand well less than half of what I hear, but that’s improving fast. I expect to do this, virtually daily, for some six months to become fluent in hearing Chinese, and my general knowledge of Chinese is getting to the point that a lot of that will generalize to expressive language without specific practice, i.e., once I’ve heard something and understood it, I can often say it, and generalize it to other speech constructions.

This method works very well because my mind sticks to the sound-stream, like that of a young child. So what I didn’t understand is remembered and often integrated in sleep, and the next time I go back to it, ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom, more meanings have stuck to more spoken Chinese words. It helps that radio programming is by nature repetitive. I’t not a linear process; it’s more like putting a puzzle together. It’s also a lot of fun, and Taiwan is also my bliss.

This station normally broadcasts 24/7, and the later at night it gets, the more the music gets wildly dialectic, all over Taiwan and the South China coast, and I’m sure that some of those DJs could go as far afield as Vietnamese as well. Putonghua isn’t really what a lot of Taiwanese speak among themselves. They have something called “Taiwan hua,” which seems to me to be the Fujian dialect, with accretions of Taiwan Abo, Cantonese, Japanese, English and Mandarin glued on top. Is it a creole yet, or is it still only a pidgin? Only the Pokemon (monsters) know for sure (那让怪物精才说得定)!

There are various channels that web-stream this station online for free. Log on and find out from afar how Chinese you can still be if you move to Hawaii! This imperishable hard bone old robeless monk never webstreams anything but Meher Baba’s Amartithi, but I think this station is world class and you might well enjoy it online.

Maitreya Meher Namo Namo,

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Newsletter 3.2 – Feb 2017

The Maitreyayana Newsletter- Vol. 3 No 2, February 2017

I have started writing the Third Commentary on Maitreya Yoga. This is an index file that currently includes four pages. The definitive and critical one is: General Overview of the Rules of the Maitreyayna Lineage. The others are riffs connecting this lineage to already existing East Asian ones. I will continue to write such pages to this Commentary for the forseeable future, and will copy the existing riff about Hakuin’s Zen Disease, a perennial favorite, to this location.

It is well that Hakuin’s Zen Disease has attracted attention, because this is precisely what has typically caused the failure of practice and downfall of intermediate Zen practicers throughout the history of Zen right up to this very day. on both sides of the water. The Chinese experience has been no better, but Chinese Zen records have been like Chinese economic statistics – flat rocks under which to hide from your karma. What’s under such flat rocks for Zen students is demons that will eat your head, your brain, your mind, and every single iota of your Dharma. The Japanese have been clear about this, and the Chinese have not, in both Zen and economics.

As I’ve recorded in the Third Commentary, the Intermediate Stage of this Yoge is concluded for me. That means that what I’ve attained in it is now stable, and I’m free to stop doing it. I will not stop doing it suddenly, but I will stage an orderly transition to the Advanced Stage – simply to be radiant from the Causal Heart in the kind of life of service that is described in the Fixed Conditions of Meher Baba’s New Life (there are other Advanced stages that are available in traditional Taoism, but I will not engage them). But what service? I don’t have disciples, and I don’t need them or want them, except Maitreya Third Mother, and it will take her 20 years, literally, to spend down her karma to where she’s ready to come.

Then Meherabad perhaps? Well, it’s really doubtful that there’s anything I can really do for that crew of hypocrites. Meherabad is crewed by people who got an Indian visa on the basis of their stated intention to live by the Fixed Conditions of Meher Baba’s New Life, and not only do they not even try to do that, but they are open and blatant in their non-compliance with the conditions of their visas. Somebody like me, who is actually capable of, and committed to, a lifestyle that is clearly beyond them would simply be a walking, talking challenge to everything they actually represent and are dedicated to in practice. In the past, they have literally tried to kill me on several occasions, and for exactly and precisely this reason.

I think that what you do in this kind of circumstance, when you belong to God by his choice and command, is simply to wait for His initiative in the matter.

Oh, and hey, I haven’t started it yet, but I do think that a certain judicious measure of celebration is in order about testing out of Intermediate Stage. “Don’t Worry, Be Happy” isn’t an entirely pagan heresy! It does have its uses when you’ve taken care of basics! Thank You SO Much, Blissful Lord What Am! I COULD NOT have done it without you.

Maitreya Meher Namo Namo,
Vishveshwar Bodhisattva

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Of the Passing Today of Legendary China Corresponent Clare Hollingworth at 105


VOA, Hollingworth 100th birthday

October 10th, 1911 marked the outbreak of the Chinese revolution. It also was the birthdate of a remarkable British woman, Clare Hollingworth, who would become one of the most prominent correspondents in the latter part of her life in Beijing and Hong Kong. …

VOA, Hollingworth Obit.

Veteran British journalist Clare Hollingworth, who broke the news that World War II had begun, died Tuesday in Hong Kong at the age of 105. …

Maitreya Meher Namo Namo,

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A Big Buddhist Wake-up Call for the Year of the Rooster

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The Kalachakra ritual, which brings Bodhisattvic (benevolent) intentions down from the Dharmakaya (Maitreya Meher’s Mental World) to the interface between the Sambhogakaya (MM’s Subtle World) and the gross world, is a damned fine way to kick off the Year of the Rooster.

But what I most like about this graphic is that the only Buddhist on the stage is the Dalai Lama. The others are all Hindus, except that one mustachioed Sikh who is at least sort of Hindu. The native Hindu culture of Mother India is also the mother culture of Buddhism. Let us not forget that please, East Asians. Without the warmth of Mother India, which is simply alien to East Asia, the Buddhism which has been universally adopted throughout East Asia could not have been initiated on this planet in the first place.

Maitreya Meher Namo Namo,
Vishveshwar Bodhisattva

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Newsletter 3.1, January 2017

The Maitreyayana Newsletter, Vol. 3, No. 1, January 2017

Practice Update

I have continued to align with the Goddess energy by facing the direction her star sits in this year (the SE) when I do all of my morning practices. My house is a temple that has multiple sacred images on all walls. My meditation seat faces a proper Tibetan Thanka of Medicine Master Buddha in the SE, and the space where I put my exercise mat for core exercises faces an image of White Parasol Buddha Mother adorned with a Rudraksha mala and a black silk hada, also towards the SE.

I have not yet been able to find a Chinese text of or about the Tai Xuan Jing that is worth focusing on. Those that I have found are either truncated, corrupted, or just pure damned Confucianist forgeries (because the scripture is Daoist and so the Confucianists deliberated corrupted it. They did the same thing to the Chinese Buddhist Tripitaka). What this really means is that I just don’t have enough Samadhi power yet to contact the true and authentic text. I know it’s out there and that I will find it when I’m ready.

The long-delayed third commentary on Maitreya Yoga, however, is now in the pipeline, and I will have it written and published shortly, I would say within a week.

Honolulu Chinatown Ginger Wars – A Cautionary Tale

1. Location, Location, Location!

Hawaii, at the center of the Pacific basin, is also culturally halfway between the East Asian and American cultural mainstreams. On both sides of the water, Hawaii is regarded as being among the most desirable places to live because of the unique advantages of a developed economy and culture that blends the best features of East and West. By almost any criterion, Hawaii is the best place on earth to grow old and to give back to your society from your own mature experience and intelligence, because of the mellow climate, the stablility and prosperity of the overarching American mainstream, and the Oriental respect for elders which exists here because the great majority of Hawaii’s population is Oriental anymore, and although their values are not exclusively dominant as they are in Asia itself, they are certainly strong enough in Hawaii to not only hold their own inside their own ethnic groups, but also to guide this State in a more evolutionary direction than can happen across the water in either direction.

It was the Japanese who established the State government which brought Hawaii into the Union, and they still dominate the local government. Yeah, they get challenged here and there, but nobody of any ethnicity is ever going to get seriously bent about them because they are just so good at including everybody in the benefits of good government. Unlike the Japanese in Japan, in other words, local Hawaiian Japanese are neither racially nor culturally exclusive, and they all speak fluent English and move freely in the American mainstream.

2. Backstory – the Chinese Diaspora in the Pacific

Cantonese speakers from south China started coming to America, including Hawaii, in the middle of the 19th century, usually in conditions that we would characterize today as “wage slavery.” The conditions on the Chinese mainland were so bad at the time, due to the perennially predatory and primitive nature of the Chinese government, that they preferred to be wage slaves in America rather than cannon fodder, eunuch nebishes, monks, and generally hopeless and helpless flunkeys of the oldest and most man-eating feudal system on earth, which were their choices in China. In Hawaii, however, the Chinese fared better than on the American mainland, because of the proximity to Asia and the multicultural nature of Hawaiian society, which literally goes all the way back to the beginning of human life here, because the Polynesian host culture here was throughly multicultural from the get-go.

So, to cut to the chase, we have a strong Chinese community here in Hawaii, and yes, they are secretive and suspicious, which is only what you expect with the background of periodically brutal supression that they have endured and survived. And despite all that, they still give back greatly to the general island community, and a large part of that is the opportunity to share in traditional Chinese culture in the mystical magical singularity which is Honolulu’s Chinatown.

The magic comes out of the fact that traditional Chinese culture is collective culture, the real article, both emotionally and physically, from the moment of birth as a Chinese individual, and in real time, from the moment you walk through the gate as a native Chinese person, somebody with a lot of Chinese karma like me, or an etherically sensitive Westerner in general. When you walk through that gate to Chinatown, it’s just like logging on, if you know how to use the Web to access the planetary mass mind, except that here, what you’re logging on to directly is the Chinse mass mind, a separately individuated entity which has the power of millennia of integrated mass consciousness and behavior behind it.

So again cutting to the chase, when I walk in Chinatown, I know in general what’s going on throughout the entire Chinese cultural sphere of influence, because there is this overwhelming Chinese tendency to all do the same thing at the same time, so any little old Chinese lady can literally tell you the current Party Line from Beijing just by her body language and facial expression, although she probably does not know that she can do that to you. And unlike their mouths, and especially their news media, Chinese body language and autonomous mugging do not lie. What you see there is what they really think, believe, and know.

So now finally I feel ready to start in on the other reason why I go to Chinatown: the best and least expensive food in the entire State, and thence to the long hand of the Chinese mainland.

3. If it ain’t busted, don’t fix it!

The original Chinese who came to Hawaii were out of south Chinese commerical families, some of which had, and still have, literally millennia of accumulated experience and commercial capital and credit behind them. Members of such families who have fallen on hard times do have this disconcerting tendency to get found and saved by the reigning “Elder Brother,” with the result that hard times got thrown out with the trash the very next day, and suddenly what you thought was a hopeless wimp is now the leader of a Tong that can buy whole city blocks of downtown Honolulu to build God knows what. What I’m trying to stess here with this riff is that in this little matter of wealth and commercial viability, there is really no substitute for real experience on the ground through time. None! And that’s what exists in Honolulu’s Chinatown, and has so existed continuously for the better part of two centuries. So if they really know how to succeed at this game, and have demonstrated that fact for so long, naturally we’ve just going to leave them alone as long as they’re law-abiding, right?

Only right if you’re American. If you’re Chinese and your “Elder Brother,” happens to be named Xi Jinping, what will inevitably be right for you (and your entire extended family on the Chinese mainland) is the most poisonous load of commerical stupidity ever concocted by a human being. And you will know that no matter how stupid it is, it will still be right because if you disagree, members of your family will be disappeared and tortured to death.

4. Case in Point

There are three different sources of ginger in Chinatown, easily distinguished by appearance: SE Asian, local (mostly grown by local Taiwanese), and Chinese mainland. The mainland variety is the newcomer, and it appeared several years ago in a context in which ginger prices were stable and collectively determined. There were variations through time, primarily because of seasonal variability, but the price of ginger was fixed across Chinatown. All merchants were being held to the same price, regardless of the quality of their stocks, by group consensus.

But when the Chinese mainland ginger first appeared, what happened? It was just like Chinese steel dumping. First they undercut the existing market by selling at half the fixed price. A month later, having driven all competition from the market, they then quadrupled their price to double the pre-existing fixed price, and guess what? Chinese mainland ginger rotted in the bins, in full view of all the gaping masses of all ethnic groups, despite the complete and continued absence of one other ginger root in all of Chinatown. The locals and the SE Asians had pulled all their ginger out of Chinatown, and blamed it on the mainlanders, who had destabilized the price, and the result was that “our suppliers won’t give us credit.” The majority of the customers who visit Chinatown are either sensitive enough to feel this kind of stuff going in, or they’ve learned the hard way to just leave Chinatown alone when it gets that wierd, so the mainlanders suddenly found themselves without either competition or buyers. Duh!

Seriously, I’ve never seen anything so profoundly stupid in my entire life. Did the mainlanders think that there was no place but Chinatown to buy ginger on O’ahu? Even Safeway sells fresh island ginger, for God’s sake, and at that point they were underselling Chinatown on one of the most essential ingredients in Oriental food. It also didn’t help those stupid Chinese mainland merchants that mainland Chinese ginger is neither as delicious nor as fresh as the local product.

Today, mainland Chinese ginger has established itself as a staple in Chinatown, and it sells at the collective fixed price just like that of all good Chinese merchants, and it has also penetrated the American mainstream market as well. But half the mainland Chinese merchandizers who involved themselves in that stupid ginger scam are gone from Chinatown, and I believe that this example of what happens when mainland China dumps commodities will generalize to the entire planet and the entire commodity market, and that Xi Jinping will ultimately be among those who lose their jobs as a result .

Maitreya Meher Namo Namo,

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“Will we have War?”

Last night somebody on the ground actually asked me in so many words, “Are we going to have war?” I said, “In my opinion, God has forbidden war because that would be too easy. We’re just going to have to learn how to solve our problems.”

After three hours spent obsessing about all the things that could have been wrong with that answer, and then sleeping on it, the only thing I would add is: “There is war. Bazillions of micro-organisms are trying to kill me this instant, but both me and God have forbidden it.”

Next problem, please!

This kind of question was the original meaning of “Koan” (公案)” in Japanese Zen or Huatou (话头) in Chinese Zen. It’s a question/paradox that eats your mind. An empty mind is the only real answer to this kind of question, and civilians never arrive at it because, since they never practiced Zen, they don’t have enough energy to get sufficiently obsessed to let it work. In the Avataric Cycle, both wisdom and instruction are where you find them. Randomly-encountered little old ladies can give you the absolute authentic huatou that is yours, but the real issue is still the same: can you use it to Enlightenment, or will you simply be terrified about the implications (in this example, of the meaning actually intended by the questioner, but in a monastic context, of being punished for continuing to fail your koan).

Avatar Meher Baba ki Jai!

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